Frontline Problems – Henry Mellstrom


Fighting frontline fatigue is something you will never

see in front of me is just a hot cup of tea to go, if

you please, no milk or cream just sugar, or black,

hoping it’ll smack me out of this lucid nightmare

I’m caught in

excuse me I need to sleep in a trance so deep in

terror I dream that the world around me melts polar

bear pelts and head dressess on display

PTSD as a plane flys by and people panic yet the

slogan is “don’t panic we got bannock”

I’ve yet to see bannock everyday at the community

up north

but we pray for a safe return, and we hope for a safe

journey home, bannock or not, this is a frontline

I’m still shot sliently screwed by the aftermath of

genocide my family just barely survived and struggles

with here and today

you’re not Indian because you didn’t have things,

structures, languages removed from you violently

oppressing you quietly and to us this savage

speaks loudly

media, newspapers, digital prints, you read it everyday

about the terrorists amerikkkans are bombing

and the terrorists blocking pipelines and crippling

klanata’s so-called economy

I’ll just change some names around and pretend to

enjoy writing this thank you when the 1% of white

wealthy people and anyone with excess amounts of

money guilting us making us forcing us to worship

the ground you walk on is pathetic but thank you

for the money

be polite and write this letter with conviction just

know these are your lands and not the white mans

I said to a dear friend over social media, “soon I’ll

mail you a file in a birthday cake.” “a file?” She said

Yes, I said, “a file to saw down the prison which

captures us all and be free, running back to the

Yintah, familiar, comfortable, known”

returning home is where the heart beats though my

soul lives up north and my spirit is free to wander,

a spiritual saunter through the valley of death this

isn’t my last breath, just be known I’m here to stay

to say corruption is not the Indian way…

poem: Henry Mellstrom,

photo: “leaving klanata” by Kevin Henry Photography



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